Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 122946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 615(@200wpm)___ 492(@250wpm)___ 410(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 615(@200wpm)___ 492(@250wpm)___ 410(@300wpm)
Times flies when you’re having fun. That was the saying, but were we having fun?
“Druella?”
I met his gaze, and I realized he was waiting for me to get into the back of the Range Rover first. His grey eyes were curious, too, questioning even, though he didn’t say a word. Giving him a small smile, I got inside, and he entered behind me.
“Are you alright?” he questioned when I was seated. “Are you hungry?”
“Did you know that I had only had human blood a handful of times before I ran into you? I mostly drank from wild animals…deer.”
He grimaced, frowning slightly. “You wish to drink those again? The blood of animals cannot possibly be satisfying.”
I shook my head; he didn’t get it. “But I was satisfied, Theseus. A week ago, I was satisfied with my life as a vampire. I barely noticed the difference between my mortal self and my vampire self.”
“And now I have ruined—”
“No.” I took his hand and squeezed. It wasn’t that, either. “Now, I’m living. It’s it funny? Technically we’re dead, but I’ve lived more in the last few days, knowing you than I have in all of my life. I’m having an adventure, meeting people I would never have dreamed of meeting. I’m experiencing and learning so much with each passing moment. It’s all crazy, chaotic, and nerve-wracking, but…I think I’m having fun. Is that weird?”
He chuckled, and his body relaxed as he lifted my hand and kissed the back. “I can see why your magic did not leave you in rebirth as it did the rest of us.”
That piqued my curiosity. “Why?”
“You are a Philomath.” When he saw my expression, he went on. “It’s from the Greek word philos meaning beloved, loving, as in philosophy or philanthropy, and manthanein, math- to learn, as in polymath. A philomath is a lover of learning. You, Druella, are not just in love with art, history, and romance novels. You are in love with everything. The moment you see something, you either wish to know what brought it about or how you can do it yourself. Just like you were determined to learn to waltz just by watching.”
He seemed amused by the memory, and I tried to yank my hand away, but he held on tighter, snickering at me.
“I do like learning, but what does that have to do with magic?”
“It’s not the learning itself, but the love of it. When you love something or someone, you are not fearful of it. You are bold for it. You question and fight for it. Magic is…”
“Are you going to say magic is love?” I teased a bit, leaning in. “Because I might laugh at that.” It was so Hallmark channel, not that he knew what that was.
“No, though I wish to hear you laugh none the less,” he said as he reached up and pinched my cheek.
“Hey!”
“Your cheeks are so round when you laugh; it’s cute.”
Rolling my eyes, I tried to get him back on topic. “Magic is…”
“Magic is fearlessness. It is wonder,” he answered, letting go of my face. “When the mysteries of this world do not scare you, but intrigue you, propel you to act even, you tap into magic, and your desire is realized.”
“But I do get scared…”
“I’ve seen you get nervous or worried, but I have not seen you truly afraid. Not paralazed by fear.” He looked disappointed, but before I could ask, he spoke first. “Which also means in the face of danger Druella, you act without considering the consequences.”
My mouth dropped open a bit. Did he hear himself? “You do the same thing!”
“Exactly.” He placed his forehead on mine. “I am rash and swift to action, and look at all the trouble it gets me into, however, I’m immortal so there has never been a need for me to worry much of consequences—now I have you and must do so. Had I not said anything about Jason, had I not killed those witches…”
“The witches were trying to kill you, and had you not said anything about Jason, he could have done serious harm to who knows who later. You made the right choice—”
“Druella,” he said softly, and immediately I calmed down, staring back into his eyes. “I simply meant that with our personalities, I think Daiyu is right to expect chaos from us if we do not start treading more carefully.”
Now I understood.
“You’re upset that I showed them my gift.”
“You had no choice,” he muttered. “Neither of us had many choices, and that needs to change, so we spend less time running from one disaster to another and more time getting to know each other no matter how much fun you are having.” He was mocking me a bit there.
“Of course, it’s not fun when it’s happening,” I said quickly.
“Hmm.” He nodded, and my head moved a bit with his. “But you enjoy having your own stories to tell now, too.”